This is a song about "Left"

Never to the left i go

Maybe we just need to slow

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

His ego left bloated

Promises that had us left assured

This information is vital, look

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

That was good shit, is there any left

The pigs fly away in the morning

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

'till there's nothin' left.

Never ever pay rent

Take the exit, the nearest left

Half your body laying on my chest